《波西米亚狂想曲》Is this the real life - Is this just fantasy - Caught in a landslide - No escape from reality - Open your eyes Look up to the skies and see - I''''m just a poor boy, I need no sympathy - Because I''''m easy come, easy go, A little high, little low, Anyway the wind blows, doesn''''t really matter to me, - to me -Mama, just killed a man, Put a gun against his head, Pulled my trigger, now he''''s dead, Mama, life had just begun, But now I''''ve gone and thrown it all away - Mama, ooo, Didn''''t mean to make you cry - If I''''m not back again this time tomorrow - Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters - Too late, my time has come, Sends shivers down my spine, Body''''s aching all the time, Goodbye everybody - I''''ve got to go - Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth - Mama, ooo -I don''''t want to die, I sometimes wish I''''d never been born at all - I see a little silhouetto of a man, Scaramouche, scaramouche will you do the Fandango - Thunderbolt and lightning - very very frightening me - Galileo, Galileo, Galileo, Galileo Galileo figaro - Magnifico - But I''''m just a poor boy and nobody loves me - He''''s just a poor boy from a poor family - Spare him his life from this monstrosity - Easy come easy go -, will you let me go - Bismillah! No -, we will not let you go - let him go - Bismillah! We will not let you go - let me go Will not let you go - let me go Will not let you go - let me go No, no, no, no, no, no, no - Mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go - Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me - for me -So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye - So you think you can love me and leave me to die - Oh Baby - Can''''t do this to me baby - Just gotta get out - just gotta get right outta here - Nothing really matters, Anyone can see, Nothing really matters -, nothing really matters to me Any way the wind blows
